I never believed in love [during the hormone-dominated reign of the teenage era]. Nor was I ever one of those Nicholas-Spark-loving romantics. I'm only seventeen (though nearing eighteen in less than a week!); thus I doubt my ability to let down my guard and give unconditionally to another. ... Read More
Bag Whore: The Marciano Satchel
Behold, the Marciano Satchel. Someone please buy me this bag. Never have I resorted to the demeaning, self-deprecating acts of begging and whining, but for this bag I will forget all sense of pride and beg on my knees. Armed with pouty lips and pleading eyes ready to leak a few tears in hopes of ... Read More
It’s All in the Bag, Darling
Nate: Why do women have so many bags? You have one. You put all your junk in it, and that's it. You're done. Doug: Fashion is not about utility. An accessory is merely a piece of iconography used to express individual identity. . . . Amen. And yet there are still some who think me to be ... Read More